"How's it going? Have you found her?" Xayne arrived in hurried strides."No, we haven't found Ms. Serena," a firefighter replied.Xayne took out his phone, checked the recent calls, and calculated that there were less than ten minutes left."What do we do? Ten minutes, and they haven't located Serena." Xayne's mind raced. The more urgent the situation, the cooler his mind became. It was a trait honed from years on the battlefield in the Northern Plains.Seconds ticked away, less than nine minutes remaining."If it comes down to it, we'll have to rely on the bomb disposal expert to defuse the bomb," the fire chief said."No way. With this little time, we have no certainty of defusing the bomb. Even the best bomb expert in Drakonia wouldn't be able to do it," the bomb disposal experts agreed."Forget it. I'll do it myself. Let me know the time once you've defused one," Xayne decided.With a leap, Xayne entered the building, punching open the elevator doors.Firefighters had al
However, the expected explosion did not occur. Instead, the bomb was split in half.Outside the building, there was a deathly silence at first, followed by an eruption of cheers."Now that the danger has passed, let's get the company employees in to help search. They know the company better and will be more likely to find her," the firefighters suggested.Xayne nodded and swiftly returned inside the building to search room by room.Serena struggled to breathe inside a dusty blue barrel, muttering incoherently, "Xayne, Xayne."Over an hour later, the crowd moved the heavy object off the blue barrel, revealing Serena inside, drenched in sweat and barely breathing."Quick, inform everyone!" A firefighter carried Serena out.When Xayne arrived, he found Serena exhibiting severe physical reactions. If not treated promptly for cerebral hypoxia, she might become an idiot or a vegetable even if she survived.Xayne immediately picked up Serena and rushed her toward the ambulance.Xayne
"Take advantage of the strength you have now to call out a few more times. You might not be able to later." Xayne's voice suddenly echoed throughout the secret chamber, sounding to the blue-clad worker like a demonic echo."What do you want? I don't know anything. Let me go," the blue-clad worker gritted his teeth."You're still being stubborn? I love interrogating stubborn people. The harder you resist, the more excited I get," Xayne said, taking out a whip and lashing it fiercely across the blue-clad worker's body.Soon, gruesome wounds appeared on the blue-clad worker's body, bleeding profusely."Help, it hurts so much!" The blue-clad worker screamed."Tell me, who instructed you to plant the explosives," Xayne demanded as he continued to beat and interrogate."What explosives? Who sent me? I don't understand what you're talking about." the blue-clad worker continued to dodge the question."You won't talk, huh? Let me show you how it feels to have salt water on your wounds,"
On the other end of the line, Ace responded respectfully, "Yes, Supreme Commander! I'll deploy the troops right away!"Xayne's eyes glinted with a cold fury after hanging up the phone.The Hwark family had crossed the lines. No matter how deep the Hwark family's roots ran, no matter their connections in the capital, reaching for Serena meant certain death.Meanwhile, Trent was seated at the head of the hall inside the Hwark residence. His face was grim as he pointed angrily at Ryder, who was sitting on the couch."What happened? Why did you fail? What was Nighthawk doing?!"Ryder's face was equally serious. "Dad, don't worry. It's just one failure.""Get Nighthawk in here!" Trent demanded coldly.Soon, a hunched middle-aged man with a sinister look entered the hall, bowing to Trent and Ryder. "Mr. Trent, Mr. Ryder.""How could you mess this up?!" Trent barked, his anger boiling over.Nighthawk immediately dropped to his knees. "I'm sorry, Master. I didn't anticipate the King o
There, nestled in the rugged landscape, stood the headquarters of one of the most prestigious kickboxing groups in the country—Crociati Circle. Ranked among the top five kickboxing groups, its comprehensive strength was only slightly behind that of the revered KB Kings Circle.Crociati Circle boasted a thousand-year legacy, its prowess and influence unfathomable. It was said that its disciples roamed the land, carrying out divine justice. Notably, the group was renowned for its legendary "Seven Swords," a title given to seven Sword Saints, each having reached the pinnacle of kickboxing mastery years ago. Throughout history, during times of turmoil and bloodshed, the presence of the Crociati Circle has always been felt.Meanwhile, in the office departments of General Affairs of the bustling capital sat a slightly overweight middle-aged man. He wore a traditional suit and sported black-rimmed glasses.This office was where all crucial documents of the nation were handled. Intellectu
Hearing Leonardo's outburst, Trent frowned slightly and said, "Leonardo, it can't be that serious, right? You work in the Office of General Affairs. I trust your capabilities and connections. You need to hurry back. Also, I've already asked Jaden, Lennox, and Damian to gather manpower. I refuse to believe that the King of the North can destroy our Hwark family in West Dangria!""Trent! You..." Leonardo was sweating profusely in his urgency. "I'll head back right away! But until I get there, don't engage with the King of the North or his people at all!""All right, hurry back," Trent replied and then quickly hung up the phone. His expression darkened immediately as he muttered, "Leonardo has become more cautious after working in the Office of General Affairs."Beside him, the butler, Tom, said, "Master, perhaps Mr. Leonardo is right. After all, it's the King of the North we're talking about. He has eighty thousand troops. Even combined with the forces of Mr. Jaden, Mr. Lennox, and Mr
The airplane door opened, and Xayne stepped out, his dragon-patterned battle robe billowing in the cool breeze. At that moment, a murderous aura surged through the air, permeating the surroundings. His eyes reflected the dim glow of the moon as he descended the steps, each stride exuding a formidable presence. Following closely behind was Draven, emanating an equally intimidating aura.At the front of the assembled soldiers, a general quickly stepped forward, saluting sharply. "Subordinate Hagrid Loom, Chief Commander of the West Dangria Military Theater, greets the King of the North!"Xayne cast a cold glance at the middle-aged man before him and nodded slightly. "How many soldiers are stationed in the West Dangria Military Theater?""Only ten thousand, sir," Hagrid responded respectfully.Xayne nodded. "Open all military channels. In one hour, eighty thousand Northern Plains troops will arrive in the West Dangria Military Theater.""Yes, sir!" Hagrid shouted, then gestured invit
Hearing these words, Hammond froze before a frown crept onto his face. He said, "Xayne! Don't do anything reckless! I'll consult the Emperor right away. Until then, you must not overstep! Understand?""Fine! Mr. Hammond, I'll give you thirty minutes! If there's no response within thirty minutes, I'll confiscate the Hwark family's weapon ownership rights! If they dare resist, there will be no place for the Hwark family in the West Dangria Military Theater!"Xayne's voice boomed like thunder, intimidating the West Dangria Military Theater officers surrounding him.Then, he hung up the phone.Hammond hurriedly left his study, called for his secretary, and quickly drove to the Drakonia. At the same time, he summoned the other three elders.In the Drakonian Council conference room, Hammond explained the situation. Warren's face darkened as he asked, "Did Xayne say that?""Yes, that rascal! Once he makes up his mind, he won't change it! We need to get the Emperor to agree to revoke the
Dean's wild provocations quickly drew a crowd of onlookers.At that moment, a striking young woman stepped forward, removing her sunglasses as she made her way through the throng.The woman was dressed in an elegant black gown, the hemline revealing a pair of flawless, slender legs that caught everyone's attention. Her expression, however, was haughty, as though she looked down on everyone around her.She was Deanana Lovorka, the heiress of the Lovorka family conglomerate. While not exactly a household name, she was considered a minor socialite in the upper circles of Drakonix."Manager Dean, it's been a while!" Deanana greeted casually.As someone who frequently traveled abroad for business, Deanana was a familiar face at the airport and she had crossed paths with Dean on several occasions.But she was not here for a casual chat with Dean. It was far from it.She had come specifically to see Xayne.This was, after all, the legendary King of the North. Just six months ago, he w
"Do you have any idea whose luggage this is?" Aava asked coldly with a sharp and commanding tone.She was on the verge of revealing her special credentials—something she rarely used unless absolutely necessary. Xayne had been her hero, someone she deeply admired. The ridicule from Miodrag moments earlier had already pushed her to the edge, and now even a low-level airport staffer dared to humiliate him."Of course, I knew. Xayne, the King of the North six months ago; now he's just a regular civilian," the staffer replied with icy indifference. The staffer smirked. "Miss, do you think Xayne is still the mighty King of the North? There's no war, the capital isn't under siege, and he's utterly useless now. Take my advice—someone young and beautiful like you should stay far away from trash like Xayne. Get closer to someone like Young Master Dongfang instead. It'll do wonders for your future!"Dean swaggered over, cigarette dangling from his mouth, hands clasped behind his back. His ex
Upon hearing those words, both Xayne and Aava paused in surprise, then frowned in unison.The VIP lounge was clearly still operating as usual. Inside, over twenty people were relaxing—some reading newspapers and sipping coffee. There was no sign of any "closure" or "disinfection."It was obvious that this so-called announcement was deliberately targeting Xayne and Aava."Manager Li, isn't this going a bit too far? That's Xayne—formerly the King of the North. He has special privileges to use the VIP lounge. If this gets reported to higher-ups, we could all be in trouble…," whispered one of the airport staff, cautiously approaching Dean."Higher-ups? Haven't you heard? Young Master Lyuben already gave the order—anyone who sides with Xayne will see their entire family wiped out." Dean sneered, exhaling a cloud of smoke as he lit a cigarette."And even if the higher-ups find out, what can they do?" Dean added mockingly. "I'll admit, six months ago, I wouldn't have dared cross Xayne. B
Miodrag's laughter quickly caught the attention of onlookers in the bustling terminal. But their gazes were fixed not on him but on Xayne.The "King of the North" was a name nearly everyone recognized, yet no one dared approach him. Lyuben's warning had spread far and wide: anyone who got close to Xayne would face annihilation."Miodrag! What gives you the right to mock Mr. Xayne? Just hours ago, he was fighting on the front lines for this country. And you? What have you done besides indulge yourself in luxury?" Aava snapped with a sharp and clear voice."Heh, I pay taxes, don't I? Doesn't spending money generate tax revenue? Without people like me keeping the economy alive, what would Xayne have eaten in the north? Dirt?" Miodrag smirked, his tone dripping with mockery. He sneered and continued, "If not for us rich kids throwing around millions in donations every day, Xayne wouldn't even have warm dirt to eat!""Damn it! The nerve of that guy!""What's so special about the East
"Is it true that Xayne captured the so-called 'Lord of Light' alive?" Lyuben remained calm as he was playing a grand piano in the lounge."Indeed! Word is, the Lord of Light's master, Master Emin, was present as well. However, Xander also made an appearance. My analysis suggests it was Xander who forced Master Emin to retreat, while Xayne crippled the Lord of Light." An older man lowered his head respectfully as he spoke, his voice tinged with urgency."Oh? Defeating the Lord of Light… he must have had a trick up his sleeve. Was it some kind of tactic or setup?" Lyuben asked without betraying a hint of emotion."It's said that Xayne specializes in traps and ambushes. Otherwise, Hiram and his crew wouldn't have met their end in that mansion. Master Dongfang, you mustn't underestimate him!""Hmm?!" Lyuben's eyes shot open suddenly, piercing beams of icy resolve radiating toward the older man.The man immediately lowered his head further, not daring to meet the gaze of the young lead
"Lowes, what are you panicking for?" Zoro's cold gaze locked onto Lowes.Even though Lowes was several generations younger than him, as the head of the Bullard family, he had the status to stand on equal footing with Zoro."I'm not panicking, I just don't want to see more white funeral banners hanging at the Bullard family estate. If Xayne comes back and chooses to settle the score, do you think any of us can handle it? You might not know this, but back when King Quidie rebelled, even Klink didn't dare lay a hand on him," Lowes replied, his voice strained but steady.He paused, taking a long, slow breath to calm himself. "Put it another way, if Xayne comes for us, even KB Kings Circle won't step in to save us. If that doesn't scare you, then I don't know what will!"The air in the room grew colder. Lowes glanced around at the faces of the other family heads, hoping to see reason in their eyes. But then came a sneer.Zoro let out a low, disdainful chuckle. "Even if Xayne didn't die
"Xayne!" Zoro clenched his fists so tightly. If anyone had a grudge against Xayne, the Eastin family's hatred was no less than that of the Bullard family. Not to mention, Flamey had been killed by Xayne not long ago. This blood feud had to be settled.The Big Four weren't some weak, defenseless prey that Xayne could toy with as he pleased. For decades, the Big Four had controlled the heart of the Drakonia's economy. Every senator, governor, and political figure had to show them respect. But since Iver's death, the Big Four had lost their glow. People who once bowed their heads were now looking down on them. The root of all this was because of Xayne.That's why, after Flamey's death, the Eastin family had no choice but to call upon their master, a man who had been living in seclusion for decades. Every bit of information regarding Xayne's trip to Egenda, his plans, his contacts, and even his flight schedule had been deliberately fed to Lord of Light.They made it clear that the momen
"In the end, his ambitions were never realized. When he attempted to merge all five Dragon's Hearts, he died. After his death, the Dragon's Hearts vanished without a trace. That's why the Light Order has always kept a close eye on Drakonia, especially on the methods Commander Zedd used to track down those Dragon's Hearts," Joe explained.Hearing this, Xayne was utterly stunned. He had never imagined that over a century ago, Commander Zedd had possessed five Dragon's Hearts. That would have been a time when Drakon Destiny was on the rise. However, because of the failed fusion, Commander Zedd lost not only his life but also Drakon Destiny's, which declined, leading to the humiliations and defeats that followed over the next century."So you're saying the Dragon's Hearts are tied to the fate of a nation?" Xayne asked, his shock evident."Absolutely. Based on our research, there's no doubt about it. The fate of Drakonia is linked to the Dragon's Hearts. Every time someone successfully f
In the VIP lounge of the airport, Xayne and Aava were waiting for their flight. Not long after, a tall, broad-shouldered young man strode in. He scanned the room briefly before his eyes locked onto Xayne and Aava. Without hesitation, he walked straight toward them. "Mr. Xayne, I'm sorry for the wait. I was sent here by Yves."The young man sized up Xayne, his eyes flashing with surprise when he saw that Xayne was completely unharmed. Word had spread about Xayne's clash with Lord of Light, a confrontation that even drew out a Radiant Commander figure, Emin. Yet here Xayne was, perfectly fine. It was hard not to be impressed.As Yves's right-hand man, Joe Zhird knew better than to underestimate someone like Xayne. His respect was evident in his tone and demeanor. With his status as the top lieutenant of Black Ice Platform, even the heads of prominent families would approach him with courtesy. But right now, it was Joe who was showing deference to Xayne, and this caught Aava by surprise